Minding his own business Riding subway trains Got ripped off twice Ain´t gonna happen again Withdrew a hundred dollars
Bought himself a piece Can´t depend on anyone He´s his own police Fourteenth Street station This could be the night December, he´s heavily sweating Collar feels too tight Tired of being preyed upon By the scum of the earth Tonite he´ll be the predator Someone´s gonna get hurt Walked into an empty car Found himself a seat Five low lives waiting there Waiting for fresh meat One by one surrounded him Trapped him by the door Finger on the trigger
Got more than they asked for A split second without thinking Hot gun in his hand Four shots of blood Bernie gets his man Now he stands trial A criminal he´s told But he got the satisfaction Of shooting his load
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